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XVI. The Witch Hunt
"Tothehorrifiedspectatorsheseemedtopasshishandbackwardsandforwardsthroughtheman’shead,asifaknifehadgonethroughapatofbutter.
"What’sinyoureen?"hecried,leaningforward."Iseethefiresofhellandthewormthatdiethnot.God!thebleezeo’themiskeekin’through!"
Foramomentitseemedtoallthataruddyglowofflameleapedtotheroof,andDaftGibbieinhisagitationfellfromhisseatandrushedtothedoor.TheidiotflungitopenandscreamedbeyondReiverslawtothewaitingcrowd,"Comeinbye,everysoulo’ye.TheprickerthattormentedpuirBessieisgettinghispaiks,andGlee’dMarkisdrawin’hellfireouto’him.Comeinbyeandseethebonnysicht."
Reiverslawandadozenothersenteredthegranary;thedoorremainedhalfopenandthenightwindsweptupthedustandchaffofthefloorandmadetheredlightseemamonstrouswaveringcloudthathunglikeaninfernalaureoleoverthewretchedman.
Markhadhimbytheshoulder."Andwhat’sthis?"hecried,tearinghisshirtasideandshowinghisbarethroat."AsIlivebybread,it’saDeil’spap!"Certainlytotheaudienceitseemedthatabovethebreastgrewasmallblackteat.
Thecreaturewasinanextremityofterror.Fearhadsodrainedthebloodfromhiseyeballsthatthepupilsseemedtoburnwithanuncannybrightness,evenaftertheredhadgoneoutofthelight.
"There’snaebull’spizzleneedittomakethiswauf[feeble]bodyconfess."Mark’sirongripwasstillonhisshoulder.
